Kerosene Hat - Cracker

Em how can i fly with these c old doggy wings

While the g magpie sings some d (bass f#) shiny song?

Em old corn face row of teeth, she says c sweetly to me

In the g elevator d (bass f#)

Chorus:

Em everything d seems like a c dream

And a life’s a scream.

Here come old kerosene hat

With his ear flaps waxed, a courting' his girl

Come clattering in here on your old cloven skates

With that devilish spoon

Chorus:

Everything seems like a dream

And life’s a scream

When you’re submarine

Break

So don’t you bother me death with your leathery ways

And your old chaise lounge (old chaise lounge)

Wickerman’s fence of leathery tyres

And the cook’s gone bad, started several fires

Chorus:

Everything seems like a dream

When your submarine

Head like a stream she says softly to me

From the rattling chair

Bring me a steak and my old pair of crows,

My medicine lamp

Chorus:

Everything seems like a dream

So life’s a scream

(life's a scream)

(ring-around-rosie, pocket full of posies)

(all fall down)

(?, don’t suffer?)